Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Derrick Morgan,
Ornette Coleman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spoonie Gee,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Agitation Free,
Robert Wyatt,
MC5,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Sun Ra,
Metal Thangz,
Crooked Eye,
The Fugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
The Human League,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
Suicide,
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Ken Boothe,
Procol Harum,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Quantec,
The Techniques,
The Blackbyrds,
X-102,
Stereo Dub,
Can,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Cymande,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
Pole,
Motorama,
Morten Harket,
Joy Division,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rufus Thomas,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.